|Stop, the decline.
When you're doing what you love, you will find love.
Optional direction in life's complexion.
Still worth it's heading, definitely making up reconciliation.
By this hour all will be lost, total devastation without cost.
Consuming and abusing our privilege discerning.
Still believing we're innocent, viewing requisition.
As you keep falling, we will remain unseen.
Removing remarkable remaking of all life's creation.
Still sincere as promised, at least we know were honest.
Paving new ground, we're more lost than found.
Craving calm sound from this world renowned.
Pretending there is no conclusion.
Confusing illusion, we are lakcing solution.